Welcome to TB, an all levels Harry Potter roleplay with no word count. Our purpose is to go through the books with one exception: the addition of original characters and what changes that makes.
We accept all beings and creatures in the Harry Potter verse including ghosts, veela, muggles and even centaur.
We have many active events ongoing for both students and adults and many characters and locations around the world.
Come join us and discover how your character can grow and evolve in the world of Harry Potter.
The Christmas holiday was over and Niklas had come back to Hogwarts with the rest of the school. Unlike the others he did not come back chattering about presents or family gatherings, not sporting anything new or fancy, or anything other than what he always did. Bruises. Silently he had left behind the loud influx of people to disappear to the upper floors where no one else was. It was for the best as he didn't want to see any of them.
Hours later, just after dinnertime, the brooding teenager was exiting Moaning Myrtle's loo. In one hand was his schoolbag that was completely empty as he seemed to be debating crumpling it up to carry out just throwing the strap over one shoulder for convenience. Not even slightly anticipating anyone to be up here he didn't bother looking around as he frowned deeper at his bag. He was obviously in deep thought as if torn about something as he stood just outside the bathroom entrance.